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part two hundred and sixteen
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(Anonymous) 2014-07-15 02:07 am (UTC)(link)Re: wc!au: team bbh
(Anonymous) 2014-07-15 02:09 am (UTC)(link)Everything starts to fall apart after Kris goes missing. Twenty fours hours of radio silence sends Tao into a panic. Forty eight sets the rest of them on edge. They only finally figure out this is Bad and he's never coming back when Tao and Lu Han get summoned to Boss' office. Lu Han stumbles back in dragging Tao two hours later and they collapse in the doorway. Their boss is displeased and needs to blame someone and Lu Han, the one to bring Kris into the organization, and Tao, the young protégé brought in by Kris, are obvious choices. Targets really.
"What the fuck happened," Jongin whispers as he drops to his knees next to Tao, rolling him over to look at the damage. He yelps at the movement and Jongin instantly apologizes, hands lightly skimming down Tao's sides to check for injuries.
"Are you dumb, Jongin? Obviously the fucker left us to rot and who better to blame than the other two Chinese guys?" Lu Han bites out as he struggles to his feet.
"Don't start fighting. Just lock the door so we don't have to deal with Sehun coming in and crying over his bloody best friend," Baekhyun says as he comes in the room with a first aid kit. They're all used to patch ups after working a job but bloody noses and busted lips on command of their boss is a little different. Baekhyun mercilessly pats Tao down and ducks away when he tries to punch him.
"That hurts!"
"Well, nothing is broken," Baekhyun shrugs. He pulls Tao up in a sitting position and starts wiping the blood off his face. Lu Han looks like he got the worst of it but brushes Jongin off with a frown when he tries to clean him up before he angrily stomps away and slams the door to his room.
Baekhyun works methodically and the room is silent besides Tao's occasional hisses of pain. Jongin slides down to the floor next to Baekhyun and leans against his side. He hands over bandages whenever Baekhyun elbows him and keeps complaints about the antiseptic smell overwhelming the room to a minimum. They get Tao mostly cleaned up when Sehun finally runs in breathless.
"What happened?" Sehun gulps and grabs Tao's hand in a tight grip.
"Boss is mad about Kris," Tao says as he leans back against Sehun, burying his face in Sehun's shoulder and inhaling the comforting smell of his cologne. Sehun looks nice; hair combed back and clothes actually fitting and unwrinkled.
"Does our little Sehun have another date tonight?" Baekhyun practically sings as he slides a quick hand under Jongin’s shirt. Everyone ignores the soft content moan Jongin lets out as he curls even more around Baekhyun’s smaller frame. Sehun blushes, a light dusting of pink over his cheeks, and Tao nods.
"Meeting hyung again."
"Tao is coming to... Well, he was supposed to."
"Help me change. Maybe the bruises will melt hyung's heart." Sehun gingerly drags Tao up and they walk out, voices growing louder as they debate what pair of pants makes Tao's ass look better. Jongin sits up and leans his head on Baekhyun's shoulder. The angle is a little painful but Jongin needs a little physical comfort to calm his heart.
"I don't get it. Why is Tao going with Sehun on his date and why is trying to impress his boyfriend?"
"Your cute," Baekhyun mumbles, leaning down to brush his lips across Jongin’s neck. "Tao wants to share with Sehun and Sehun wants a threesome."
"But—" Baekhyun kisses Jongin hard and gracelessly shoves a hand down the front of his pants.
"Less talking, Jongin."
This is a fairly new thing for them. Baekhyun had decided at first glance he wanted Jongin in his bed but Jongin had proven to be difficult to pin down, would wiggle out of Baekhyun's grasp everytime he was pinned against a wall. But Jongin hadn't been able to to get out of jobs together. They had sat outside a high ranking politician's apartment for hours, waiting until his mistress had snuck out at four in the morning before slipping in themselves. Baekhyun considers himself a professional but he can mutltitask and hadn't missed the way Jongin’s breath sped up when Baekhyun had shoved the barrel of gun against the whimpering man's head and spoke with his work voice. They barely made it back to the car before Baekhyun shoved him against the side of the car and forced to his knees. Baekhyun received a mind blowing blow job and Jongin had come in his pants when Baekhyun painfully forced the gun against his cheek.
It's only been two months but they rarely find time alone. Baekhyun covers Jongin’s mouth and nose with his hand and presses down.
"Let's see how fast I can make you come."
Lu Han tugs his snapback low as he slides into a seat in the back of the café. He tries to not check his phone every thirty seconds, anxious to get back home.
"Sorry I'm late," Minseok breathes out in a rush, reaching up to fluff his bangs with his fingers. Lu Han smiles and immediately feels more at ease in his boyfriend's presence. Minseok has been a calming force in his life. Lu Han had fought hard against the pull Minseok had on him but it was inevitable. Lu Han reaches across the table and gently tugs Minseok's hand down to lace their fingers together.
"You look fine. Relax."
"And you look horrible," Minseok frowns and reaches over the table to trace the bruise on Lu Han's cheekbone. "Work? Again?"
Lu Han sighs, holding his answer in. His job is a tense subject between them. Minseok understands it's something not quite legal and he shouldn't ask questions. Only sometimes he can't hold them back and it always leads to a fight. Lu Han plays it careful and does everything in his power to make sure no one know who Minseok is or what he looks like. He’s constantly looking over his shoulder.
"I know you won't tell me anything but... I wish you would trust me."
"It's not that I don't," Lu Han whispers, unable to hold Minseok's gaze, "I just want to keep you safe."
"And who keeps you safe?"
Tao holds out a glass of wine to Joonmyun as he slides up next to him on the couch. He leans too close and is practically breathing down Joonmyun's neck, but he's also desperate for all his hints to be taken. Joonmyun takes the glass with a smile that makes Tao's heart thump hard in his chest.
"Hyung," Tao whines as he slides a hand up Joonmyun's thigh, appreciating the soft feel of his slacks. "I'm bored."
"Sehun is about to bring dinner in and—" Joonmyun breaks off in a breathy gasp as Tao skims his lips across Joonmyun's neck, lingering to memorize the feel of his skin.
"Tao please don't eat Joonmyun hyung," Sehun drawls as he drops the takeout in the coffee table. Tao huffs, breath blowing across Joonmyun's neck and making him jump, and grabs a carton off the table and shovels noodles into his mouth, not sure what they are or who ordered them. Sehun arches an eyebrow but says nothing else. He drops down on the couch and tosses his legs over Joonmyun's lap.
"So, how are... things?" Joonmyun's voice cracks because Tao has abandoned his food to stroke along the inside seam on Joonmyun's pants.
"Good. I fell down at work." Tao laughs, tilting his head to give Joonmyun a better look at bruise next to his mouth. Joonmyun frowns and runs tender fingers over Tao's bottom lip, gently prodding at the cut.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Well, there is something that would make me feel better."
"Do you need me to get—"
"Hyung, he wants to suck your cock." The silence hangs heavy as Joonmyun stutters over his words and looks between the both of them in confusion.
"I thought it was pretty obvious," Tao laughs as he slides off the couch and settles between Joonmyun's legs. Sehun moves his legs off Joonmyun's lap and reaches down to unzip his pants.
"Sehun, you... you're... this is..."
"Relax, hyung" Sehun commands softly as Tao tugs Joonmyun's slacks down eagerly and tosses them over his head. Tao plants gentle kisses up Joonmyun's thighs before biting down. He can feel Joonmyun tense before instantly relaxing and only pulls back to let Sehun force Joonmyun's boxers off.
"But you two still have your clothes on."
"Be patient," Tao giggles, lips poised against the head of Joonmyun's cock. He flicks out his tongue and feels his own dick twitch at the breathy moan Joonmyun lets out.
Eight days later Sehun vanishes. Tao looks for him at Joonmyun's apartment but it's emptied out. Tao sits on Lu Han's bed for hours without moving or speaking. He finally moves when Baekhyun slips in the room and kneels in front of him, dropping a gentle hand on Tao's knee. The room is dark but Baekhyun can make out Tao's red, swollen eyes and swallows back his own worry.
"Sehun didn’t—"
"Nothing. Not a note or a text. Not one fucking word." Baekhyun opens his mouth to ask another question but Jongin comes in forces both him and Lu Han out of the room. Baekhyun sprawls on the couch, watching Luhan pace around the room before yanking the curtains closed.
"You're making me more nervous than I already am."
"We're fucked," Lu Han snaps, balling his fists up and breath unsteady. Baekhyun nods in agreement and looks up as Lu Han's bedroom door slams up. Tao sprints out the apartment while Jongin worriedly watches them while biting his bottom lip. Lu Han is across the room before Baekhyun can blink and slams Jongin against the wall.
"What the fuck did you tell him?"
"Where Sehun and Joonmyun are waiting for him," Jongin gasps. Baekhyun yanks Lu Han off and pushes him across the room, ending up tripping over a small side table and falling down with a lamp. Baekhyun cups Jongin’s face in his hands to force him to meet his eyes.
"Sehun is okay?"
"Yeah, they're leaving the country," Jongin mutters and Baekhyun wipes away the tear that falls down his cheek. "Sehun came clean to Joonmyun and he could help get Sehun out of... this life. They're taking Tao with them. Somewhere in Europe. The name was confusing."
Baelhyun expects the worse when him and Lu Han get tugged into their boss's car. He’s itching to get his fingers around his gun but he knows that was stupid. Not that he didn't expect to die when he next got out of the car. The ride is silent and short, car pulling to a stop near an abandoned warehouse. Baekhyun follows Lu Han out of the car and blinks against the bright sunlight. The air is heavy and the wind is hot, Baekhyun can already feel the sweat trickling down his back.
"So Baekhyun, I need you to do me a favor," his boss says slowly, grin stretching across his lips. Baekhyun meets Lu Han's eyes for a moment before looking back at his boss. They had once had a drunken discussion about what they would do if someone's life depending on killing the other. Baekhyun can't really remember anything besides too much soju and Lu Han's excited 'Do what you must!'. Baekhyun doesn’t know if he can kill Lu Han.
"We have a rat," his boss's voice breaks him back the the present. "More like a kicked puppy. But he has become a liability." He nods over to the ditch to their left where Baekhyun spots the hooded figure on his knees. "Kill him."
"Okay." Baekhyun pulls his gun out from under his coat and crosses across the dead grass. The sun feels even hotter now and Baekhyun mentally shakes his head clear. He needs to focus. He rips the hood off the kneeling figure and sucks in a breath. It's Jongin.
"Hyung," Jongin whimpers pleadingly. His face is a mess of tears and bruises, and now Baekhyun can see his hands are tied painfully tight behind his back.
"Shoot him, Baekhyun." His boss's voice is closer now, halfway across the clearing. Baekhyun risks a glance back and Lu Han's whole body jerks before he nods once. He turns back Jongin and raises his gun.
"Hyung, please."
"I don't have day. Shoot your fucktoy or I will."
"I love you," Jongin lets out in a breathy whisper. Everything slows down. Baekhyun can see the tears clinging to Jongin’s eyelashes, can see the hope he still clings to in his eyes. Baekhyun is used to breaking hearts.
The shot rings loud but Jongin’s body falling back into the ditch is louder. Baekhyun falls into the motions and tosses the large sheet of plastic resting nearby over Jongin’s still body. He grabs a shovel and begins tossing the dirt down, covering Jongin’s face first because he's struggling with guilt and it's threatening to consume him.
"Good enough, Baekhyun," his boss calls after a few minutes. Baekhyun drags the shovel back and throws it in the trunk. He feels Lu Han's hand on the small of his back urging him back to the car but his heart is buried under the dirt with Jongin.
He can't wipe the blood off his hands.
"I should kill you where you stand," Taemin growls in Baekhyun's ear. He has a knife at Baekhyun's throat and his hand keeps twitching.
"Did you get him or not."
"I did but I don't think you deserve—"
"Taemin stop."
Jongin looks like he's been to hell and back. He’s pale as a ghost and has a large bandage on the left side of his neck. He smiles softly at Baekhyun and closes the distance between them to push Taemin's hand back. He pulls Baekhyun against his chest and frowns over his head at Taemin.
"He almost killed you."
"He saved me."
"You almost bled to death and practically suffocated."
"I'm alive." Taemin growls and slams a large envelope down before leaving the room. Jongin leans most of his weight against Baekhyun's frame and sways them gently.
"I don't think I'll ever ask Taemin for a favor again." Baekhyun kisses Jongin’s chin and untangles from his grip. He picks up the envelope, waving it in the air. "What is this?"
"So, I might have been planning on kidnapping you," Jongin flushes a light pink and wraps his arms around Baekhyun from behind.
"It's probably for the best. This line of work doesn't seem to be working out for us."
Lu Han watches Minseok sit in the coffee shop waiting for him from across the street. He can't bring himself to walk over. He doesn't know how to say what he should say. He doesn't want to see the smile he knows Minseok will greet him with. But he can't bring himself to look away and manages a half smile when Minseok spots him. Lu Han shakes his head when Minseok motions him over.
"Are you okay?" Minseok asks out of breath. Lu Han shrugs and stiffly lets Minseok hug him. Minseok is wearing the cologne Lu Han gave him for his birthday and the plaid shirt Lu Han had given him on a whim.
"Minseok, I..."
"Wow. You're breaking up with me."
"I just..." Lu Han says shakily, hands resting on Minseok's hips. "I have to keep you safe and to do that I need to go away for a while."
"Where? I can visit. I can—" Lu Han kisses Minseok like a dying man, fingers digging harshly in his skin to leave bruises that will last a few days after Lu Han disappears. Lu Han pulls back and rests his forehead against Minseok's.
"Not yet, not now. But one day... if you're willing to wait." Minseok doesn't answer immediately, just kisses Lu Han softly. And then he nods.
Re: wc!au: team bbh
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